Esha♡

Writer. Birb mom. Future law student.

About

Hi, I’m Esha! I’m 24, a writer with a love for language, a mild obsession with structure, and a growing interest in law. I spend a lot of time thinking about how people say things without really saying them, and how we all follow little rules we don’t always talk about. That kind of thinking slips into my writing a lot, especially when I’m digging into power dynamics, emotional repression, or characters making terrible decisions for deliciously complicated reasons.Most of what I write consists of character-driven stories that are messy, layered, and usually explicit. Sometimes I’m exploring identity and control through kink and tension. Other times, I’m just writing pure smut because it’s fun and hot and makes my brain light up like a microwave.Lately, my creative energy has been fully consumed by Hazbin Hotel and The Amazing Digital Circus. I’m head over heels for AppleRadio and extremely loyal to the top Lucifer, bottom Alastor agenda. No switching. Not ever. FunnyBunny is also creeping into my brain and making itself comfortable, even if I haven’t written for them just yet. I also help organize fandom events and zines, and I love being part of communities that value care, creativity, and a little bit of chaos.

Artwork by Etherael. Used with permission.

Outside of writing, my entire heart belongs to my two cockatiels. They are loud, dramatic, endlessly curious, and way too smart for their size. I love birds so much. Caring for them is a huge part of my life, and I’m always learning from them about trust, communication, joy, and the kind of love that shows up in everyday moments. If I’m not writing, I’m probably singing to them, talking to them like little roommates, or letting them walk across my keyboard like they pay rent. They don’t. But I let it slide.Anyway, this is just a little space where I keep everything in one place: my writing, my socials, and whatever else I feel like sharing. Feel free to poke around, and thanks for being here!—esha ♡

Portfolio

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MOD LIFE:

  • AppleRadio Hotel Server (Mod) — help coordinate events, maintain community guidelines, and keep the space fun and welcoming. Learn more about us here.

  • Bottom Alastor Zine (Writing Mod) — leading the writing team, organizing pitches and drafts, and coordinating with writers to shape the zine’s creative direction. You can find out more about the zine here.

  • Doe Alastor Week 2026 (Mod) — details coming soon. For announcements and updates, follow us here.

  • AppleRadio Hotel Server’s Anniversary Gift Exchange 2026 (Mod) — helped plan and execute the server’s first anniversary exchange from start to finish. Oversaw sign-ups, matching, deadline communications, and final completion tracking. Consolidated all works into a single AO3 collection to preserve and showcase event submissions.

Video edit by Esha (02/01/2026) using a Canva template by Zisha Team. Audio: “Hell’s Greatest Dad (Piano Arrangement)" by Dario D’Aversa, from Hazbin Hotel (Season 1, Episode 5). Chibi Lucifer and Alastor graphics by Bunii. Additional artwork featured, including pieces created by Iya for the AppleRadio Hotel server.

  • Top Daddy Lucifer Week 2025 (Mod) — helped plan prompts, schedule posts, and coordinate event logistics during the fandom week. All written works have been archived in this AO3 collection, which serves as the official library for the event’s submissions. Visual works were shared by participating artists on Bluesky, Tumblr, and Twitter.

  • Top Lucifer Server (Mod) — one of three leads managing the companion server created for Top Daddy Lucifer Week 2025. Assisted with announcements, submission organization, and ensuring all works were properly shared and archived to support the event’s promotion.

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CURRENT PROJECTS/ZINES:

  • "Us, in Every Season," a RadioApple Fanfic Anthology (2026) — contributing as one of two featured writers for Winter in this seasonal anthology organized by Alex. Preorders are currently open through February 26, 2026. Preorder now.

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PAST PROJECTS/ZINES:

(Listed in reverse chronological order)

  • AppleRadio Hotel Server's Anniversary Gift Exchange 2026 — participated as a writer for this gift exchange event. The gifted piece can be found here.

  • RadioApple Big Bang 2025 — participated as a writer. You can find my piece here.

  • Cherri Bang 2025 — participated as a writer. You can find my piece here.

  • RadioApple A - Z Project 2025 — selected as one of 26 featured writers for this fandom project; I wrote for the letter R. My piece, which includes accompanying artwork by the lovely Lyse, can be read here.

  • Hell’s Greatest Cookbook Zine — contributed five recipes as a writer. The zine was released exclusively through limited pre-orders; more info can be found on the zine’s Carrd and Bluesky.

  • 7 Rings of RadioApple Zine — participated as a writer. You can find my piece here.

  • RadioApple Holiday Exchange 2024 — participated as a writer for this Secret Santa-style event. The gifted fic can be found here.

Writing

Each story leaves something behind. This page holds my most recent one.

Title: sweetness is a liability
Author: captivatedintrovert
Status: Completed
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Ship: AppleRadio (Lucifer/Alastor)
✎ Omegaverse | Elevator Sex | M-rated | Explicit

Summary:Alastor was supposed to finish his shift, clock out, and get home before his heat broke loose. That was the plan.But when the elevator stalls between floors and he finds himself trapped in a mirrored box with the wrong alpha at the worst possible moment, there’s nowhere left to hide. The suppressants are wearing off. The scent blockers are failing. And Lucifer Morningstar smells like every terrible idea Alastor’s ever had.He just has to stay calm. Keep his distance. Ignore the heat.Easy, right?(He was wrong. So, so wrong.)

Excerpt:

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“I can smell you,” Lucifer said softly. He didn’t say it like a threat, or even like a tease. He said it the way someone might comment on the weather, as if it were merely a fact. As if it were already too late to pretend otherwise.“Don’t,” Alastor said, too fast, too rough. He gripped the rail at his side. “Don’t say shit like that.”Lucifer didn’t move. But he didn’t stop, either.“You’ve been fighting it all night,” he said softly. “I could taste it on you at the bar. Sweet little thing, trying so hard to act like none of it’s happening.”Alastor turned, finally, more out of necessity than defiance. Standing with his back to Lucifer was starting to feel like inviting teeth into his spine, and his body was too warm, too exposed, too tightly strung to endure it. He faced him fully, shoulders held level on sheer stubbornness, chest rising a shade too fast, mouth drawn into something taut and silent.When he spoke, the words had to be forced past clenched teeth.“I am not sweet.”

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Curious to find out what happens next? You can read the full story here. Thanks for stopping by. I really appreciate it! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯